Hello, friend from the south. Anderson waves at you.
Usually there'd be a feast to welcome you, but I'm afraid food is scarce at the camp right now.
We dare not waste any food, not even stale bread or stew made from stinking water.
If you can help, collect meat from Elsaland Swirly Rams and Elsaland Magic Rams which not only tie us through the food crisis but is a good meal for you.
This kind of food is northwest to the camp, we're counting on you.
With the food shortage, I often hear complaints about the food from the men.
What with the trouble in the north and the men not bearing with the hardship, it seems their training is still not good enough.